[Hook: Yung Crid]
I am so far, gone. Off That kush that I am blowin'
So far blown, outta my mind, I don't even know where I'm goin'
Can't even focus, but one thing that I know is
Z.A.G. Nation and Vermin Wreckordz is ownin'
Patrolin', rollin', an coastin', these others ain't goin' no-where
It's Yung Crid an I'm here to tell you to be fully aware
Who's takin' shots now? for really, I mean c'mon
Let's not get silly, an make a dealy
But my boy'll pop you like a wheelie
[Verse 1: Yung Crid]
What the f** it do? How the f** you doing?
It's Yung Crid b**h! Poppin' into the scene
Comin' to ruin, the whole day
But mane it was mine from the beginnin'
An I ain't with all these fake a** thoughts, too busy livin'
Smokin', rollin' up that potent rhymin' like it's poetry in motion
Comin' at either me or the click I leave ya roasted like this roach is
You f**in' cocharoaches, you need to step down
Cause since I came into the game you haven't acted nothin' but a clown
Man it's Y-U-N-G-C-R-I-D on this motherf**in' beat like ALI
I'll tell you what I'm doin', when I do it, or I suppose I could surprise thee
To the face, with my fist and a blunt
Then I ask ya how was that an would you like some more fruit punch?
[Hook: Yung Crid]
I am so far, gone. Off That kush that I am blowin'
So far blown, outta my mind, I don't even know where I'm goin'
Can't even focus, but one thing that I know is
Z.A.G. Nation and Vermin Wreckordz is ownin'
Patrolin', rollin', an coastin', these others ain't goin' no-where
It's Yung Crid an I'm here to tell you to be fully aware
Who's takin' shots now? for really, I mean c'mon
Let's not get silly, an make a dealy
But my boy'll pop ya like a wheelie
[Verse 2: Yung Crid]
Wait where was I? I can't remember
All I know is I smoke weed from December to December
That's yearly, dearly, departed, to you?
Cause, well, I just can't be out-smarted dude
Out rappin' ya'll, out snaggin' ya broads
Out smokin' the herb daily like I'm cheech and chong
Double blunted like a double barrel hobo with a shot-gun
Blasted to my face and lungs from that point my brain was gone
Fried, like the chicken I be eatin', over the weekend
So blown, from the THC that's got me peakin'
I'm at the top floor, call that top-shelf
Only sippin' on the henney an smokin' on that spinach so yell
[Hookx2: Yung Crid]
I am so far, gone. Off That kush that I am blowin'
So far blown, outta my mind, I don't even know where I'm goin'
Can't even focus, but one thing that I know is
Z.A.G. Nation and Vermin Wreckordz is ownin'
Patrolin', rollin', an coastin', these others ain't goin' no-where
It's Yung Crid an I'm here to tell you to be fully aware
Who's takin' shots now? for really, I mean c'mon
Let's not get silly, an make a dealy
But my boy'll pop ya like a wheelie